Flowers bloom, and die
withering away to say
Brief — Cruel — What is life?
—if you’re lucky, you’ll notice love underneath the rose petals. Even when they droop, shrivel, discolor, and fall victim to their own depressions.
Flowers bloom, and die
withering away to say
Brief — Cruel — What is life?
—if you’re lucky, you’ll notice love underneath the rose petals. Even when they droop, shrivel, discolor, and fall victim to their own depressions.